It didn’t take long to get there, to the water’s edge. Truth is I was there before I grabbed my keys to go. I was a state of mind that I needed to find the visual for. That's why I left the safety of my small space to wander out. Still as soon as I put my jacket on, stuck my wallet in my jeans, and reached for my cell phone, I was already gone.Time in a car means nothing when you’re on your own, if where you’re going is where you need to be. I let the music, some complicated fugue, play me along. I let the blue sky keep watch over my way. My thoughts kept the picture of space and held my purpose firmly, unwaveringly ahead, just ahead of me. I was the child on a date with her life. No thoughts needed thinking. Not really, no pains. Only the call of the edge of the sea.
Perfect afternoon caught me up breathless. It was almost more than I could bear. How the world is filled with metaphors, murals, moving meaning of my life. There, I thought, there. See that calm iridescent, ice blue of my son’s baby eyes on the sand of his young man’s hair. See the confusion of water that runs up the side.
And I walk between both -- the beautiful calm sand and the chaos of the sea -- I walk through my life on the edge between calm and confusion, under a blue and ever changing sky.
Seeing nature’s contradiction makes it easier to bear the same edge that churns up inside.
I love the space under the sky that gives perspective to the crashing, where the calm ice blue meets the confusion at the edge of the sea.
−me strauss Letting me be
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It's sometimes difficult...Seeing the beauty inbetween. That's why you sparkle and shine the way you do. Your perception of this place, and it's strange beauty, is so clear. I picture you on a shore at twilight staring up at the sky, smiling. I'm smiling tongight with you
Katrina
hello tell one,
Thank you for that picture. I've grown fond of hearing what you see when you read what I write. You've become a part of world. That's a very nice thing for me. :)
I have some flowers for your desk today. They're yours if you want them. :-)
They say its the space between the notes that makes the music. I am always amazed at how well you live in that space and how willing you are to share.
Thank you for the flowers, Tree!
I'm smiling just to thing of them.
I don't that I live in that space, but I know how to find it when I want to write. I like to take you there with me. ;)
G'morning Liz
I've spent so much time at the edge of the sea,I know exactly what you're trying to say.I know how it calls, and you have to go.
I know how it feels to walk between calm and confusion. I don't have very good balance, and sometimes I end up more on one side than another.
These lines move me deeply:
Seeing nature’s contradiction makes it easier to bear the same edge that churns up inside.
I love the space under the sky that gives perspective to the crashing, where the calm ice blue meets the confusion at the edge of the sea.
It's going in search of the space under the sky that helps me keep going.
Thank you for putting this so beautifully into words.
Hi Dawn,
To hear you interpret what I say helps me to understand what I know. Thank you for that.
I love the sea, it makes me homesick though
I love walking along it too, Janus. I can understand why it would make you homesick.
another lovely piece that i enjoyed. :)
when Mother Nature is serene, she is beautiful.
Thanks Dsnake,
Mosther Nature can help so much to unravel the puzzle inside me.
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